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The young man glared at Chu Ji for a long time before finally biting his lips and walking up to him. His voice was very quiet. Chu Yu felt a bit strange. He felt that there was something wrong with the kid, but he couldn't pinpoint what was wrong.

After saying that, he turned around and left in a hurry. When he turned the corner, he was clearly going to wipe his eyes.

Chu Tian couldn't help but laugh. As expected, tears were streaming down his face. Wasn't this just a gambling match? Was there really a need to gamble?

At this moment, the surrounding guards came to life again, and they looked at him with admiration. She was the most favored Little Devil King in the palace. The empress dowager doted on the emperor, and the emperor was doted on by her. The empress dowager doted on the emperor, and the empress dowager doted on the emperor.

Leaving the palace leisurely, Chu Feng felt that his fate today was truly ill-fated. First, he was tricked by the emperor, then he was scared half to death by this unknown and powerful person. He really had to eat something delicious to make up for it.

After receiving the emperor's order in the morning, he immediately prepared to enter the palace. He had been busy for so long that he hadn't had time to eat. It was time to find a small restaurant and grind them.

He had his family's carriage wait at the entrance for Chu Xuanqi to come back, but he didn't know what the emperor wanted to discuss with the old man. He shook off his arm and wandered around, looking around.

The atmosphere of the Mystic Fragrance Empire was very open, and it was far from being comparable to those dynasties in the history books. The streets were filled with girls scurrying back and forth, picking out jewellery they liked. They were all natural Chinese. Some of them were powdered. In short, they looked fresh and natural.

Chu Tian was tsk-ing as he admired the beauties coming and going. He was a little curious as to why most of the girls in this country were not that ugly. Interesting. It seemed like he would need to do many tasks everyday in the future. When he had time, he would move to a small stool and sit at the side of the street to look at the beautiful ladies.

"Hey, brat, what are you doing? You stared at my wife for a long time."

Just as he was indulging in his fantasies, trouble came knocking. Chu very turned his head to see a big and tall butcher holding a sharp boning knife. The ring shaped eyes stared at him like two bronze mausoleums, which made him think of Zhang Fei at first.

"My apologies, my apologies. Your wife is too beautiful. I couldn't help but take a few more glances. Please forgive me."

Chu Wuwei also felt a bit embarrassed. Looking at the onlookers, he could not help but blush a little. If something like this happened, he really would have a reason to explain himself, not to mention that he had no reason to do so, so he could only incoherently apologize.

Hearing this, the butcher was even more embarrassed. Wasn't this a blatant provocation?

First, it was Chu very provocative, and second, it was the strange looks of the crowd. If they didn't say something, they would be looked down upon in the future, so he shouted, "Are you f * cking courting death? My wife is pretty enough to care about your matters, do you believe that I won't gouge your eyeballs?"

"To be honest, I don't quite believe it."

Chu very much was angered by this. What kind of attitude is this? Your wife has a good cabbage, but you, the pig, have wasted the work of art created by the heavens, and you still have the nerve to scold her? What do you mean by not letting go?

Therefore, his attitude wasn't very good, and he spoke in an insipid tone. Although he was a civilized person, it didn't mean that he was going to be afraid of things.

The crowd exploded as they discussed amongst themselves about what would happen in the future. There were even people who urged the butcher to show a bit of ferocity. He could not let this pretty boy feel good.

The power of the masses must never be underestimated. And most of the time they play a very disgraceful role.

For example, right now, Chu Tian dared to guarantee that if there weren't so many people who were worrying over the lack of food, things wouldn't have turned out this way.

Moreover, Chu Tian was also quite displeased with the "pretty boy" that the people called him. Wasn't he just a bit handsome? This is not my fault, why would I have to bear the consequences?

The butcher's face was already pale, but now it looked even worse. The muscles on his face started to twitch uncontrollably, and the tendons on his arm seemed to have taken aphrodisiac, growing vigorously. It looked bulging and extremely frightening. The timid one would probably shiver if he saw it.

Naturally, Chu Feng was not an ordinary person. How could an ordinary person dare to oppose the emperor? Would an ordinary person dare to beat up the little football boy in the palace? Tsk. He was someone who had died quite a few times.

He did not have much of an expression on his face. His expression was very calm, and he only stared at his opponent. His eyes did not seem to be burning hot, nor did they contain any threat or provocation. It was neither hot nor hot.

In fact, this kind of expression was even more unbearable. He had seen someone else's wife acting so arrogantly. If this was tolerable, then so be it.

The butcher was hesitant. Because he could tell that Chu Feng was very well-dressed, and he knew that Chu Feng was definitely a playboy from a certain aristocratic family. He was not someone who could be trifled with by a common person like Chu Feng. However, there was always a limit to everything. The current situation had clearly crossed his bottom line, making it unbearable for others.

The sharp boning knife in his hand clenched tightly. If he clenched it even tighter, the hilt of the knife would have been crushed. From this, it could be seen how angry he had become.

"Are you really not afraid of death?" This was the last test. The butcher was going to risk it all. He knew that he couldn't control the situation. He even regretted raising his voice a few decibels before. After provoking so many people, it ended with violence.

If he had restrained himself before, he would not have sounded loud enough, and his face would not have looked bad. He would have walked forward lightly, followed Chu Yuan's gaze and looked at his wife, then patted her on the shoulder, softly reminding her, "Brother, that's my wife, you've watched her for a long time, can you please turn around and let us discuss the matter of compensation and apology?"

Isn't that great? He was so angry that it was hard for him to stop riding the tiger. When he thought of how he would soon be imprisoned, he felt a little helpless.

Of course, it was not an unbridled smile, nor was it a mocking smile. It was the most ordinary smile, a gentle and cordial smile, and he could tell that the other party was actually forced to climb Mount Liang, kidnapped by the spirit of these hungry people.

Since that was the case, there was no need to fight for victory or defeat. He politely replied, "It's my fault. I won't be here." As he spoke, he bowed and cupped his hands in apology.

The butcher's face calmed down a little, and the muscles on his face that were ready to take action began to relax, ready to let their guard down. They weren't idiots. It was hard to keep being tense like this.